Best Harems Novels & Stories

Ramah said slowly, raising her gaze. Jazell took a bite from the red apple in her lean fingers. "If you should worry about anyone trying to hurt you, then the person sitting in front of you should be your first target." "And that is why I ask again, what do you want from me? Ramah fixed her gaze on Jazell. "The harem is a battlefield; we make enemies…we try to eliminate our opponents. Most especially we make friends with people who we never expect to make friends with." Jazell said, taking another bite from the apple.

Not that it had worked before but maybe three was a charm. In the harem, everyone had their rooms but a communal bath and toilet. Both facilities were large, had running water hot and cold, and were diligently cleaned every other hour or so. As I rounded the corner to the baths, I tripped and fell skinning my knee. Rather I was tripped. Four harem women stood, glaring at me unrepentantly, I couldn't tell who had done it. I didn't even know their names. What could I have possibly done to warrant that?

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much. Bye! AND EVERY GOOD THING COMES TO AN END!!!

Liora Darius takes me to a private luxury suite in a downtown hotel the following weekend. The room has dim lighting, a huge bed, and large mirrors on every wall. He pours me a glass of expensive wine and watches me drink it with intense hungry eyes. "Tonight I want to push your limits Liora," he says in his deep commanding voice. "I want to watch you get fucked by someone else while I control everything. I need to see how far you will go for me. Are you ready to be my good girl?"

I look at the offending magazine cover again. Damien Davenport and Elena Moretti. A Modern Love Story. My ass. They weren’t in love. Damien didn’t do love, he knew that, I knew that, everyone knew that. No one would believe he would change overnight... Most of the women in New York knew he didn’t do love, he did power, control and mind games. Damien liked a good game, he loved watching people sweat. He loved assessing his opponents, making them work their way just to have a conversation with him. In the business world Damien is known as a thousand tricks. He was always eleven steps ahead of everyone else.

She hands it over to me. “You are welcome. You can be rest assured and sleep well tonight. The only man allowed inside the harem is the king. You will get silk, charcoal, jewelry and dresses twice a month. There will be servants who do your chores too…” Gladys is saying when a woman approaches us. From her eyes, I can tell that is calculative and conniving

The atmosphere inside the private room was extremely strange. Stacy sat in the main seat, wearing a delicate white dress. Her eyes were red and swollen, making her look undeniably pitiful. Around her sat four top-tier big shots, including Lewis, Shadowfang, and Reviver. In the center, a man idly twirled a lighter. He was Cyrus Richmond, the heir of a top-tier elite family in the capital circle and the second-highest spender on our server.

You are being chosen to join the harem to help relieve warriors. The harem ended years ago and was stopped by the current lycan king's father. It was never supposed to happen again. Everyone believed and thought it to be abolished. The way they selected through the females was repulsive. They would find the healthiest ones from each pack, and I'm not talking about their health. I'm speaking about their female parts. They looked for women who had luscious breasts and plump butts.